Ride Free
Ride Free
Series The Chromes and Wheels Gang: Book 2
Heat Rating 2
Released 2011-09-02
Word Count 42732
Keywords romance, contemporary, interracial, debra kayn, native American, bikers, spicy romance, the chromes and wheels gang series
ISBN 978-1-926930-65-7
Disclaimer/Notice/Warning
Price :$3.99
The sexy biker, Reefer, gave Sarah an hour's worth of sex in a kiss that lasted no more than ten seconds. He knocked her world off kilter; but little did he know, he'd set directly on target for his heart.
Sarah always dreamed of joining a motorcycle gang and hitting the open road. What better way to escape a troubled childhood filled with poverty and alcoholism than to ride out and live a gypsy lifestyle? Her life changed the morning a biker stopped in the middle of the road and asked if she wanted a ride.
Reefer had two rules: don’t mess around with women who didn’t grow up riding the road, and his biker family always came first. Nothing prepared him for the woman who hopped onto the back of his Harley with the ease of a born rider and peeled back the layers of his sealed heart.
Two people running from a world full of hurt. Can they escape to find happiness or will they have to first revisit the past?
She flopped back and laid across the tank, her arms spread wide over the handlebars, and giggled. He grinned at her tinkling laughter.
Sweet Jesus, give me strength.
"Oh, Reefer, you have no idea." She lost the smile on her lips and stared at the stars. "Have you ever been alone and gazed up at the sky?"
He cleared his throat, trying to concentrate on what she was saying and not on the sandy brown skin on her stomach that her shirt didn't cover. "Yeah."
"My whole life I've searched that same sky. I gazed into darkness, but I connected with something much bigger that let me know I had a place in this world. I learned someone walked the earth beside me, but hadn't shown himself to me yet." She sat up. "I believe that person is you."
He shook his head in denial. "Sarah—"
"No, don't say it." She placed her finger on his lips. "Remember, I told you I expect nothing from you. These are my thoughts, the dreams I'm made from." She tapped her chest with the palm of her hand. "I know this ends tonight, but I want this moment to last me a lifetime."
"I don't get involved with someone not from the biker lifestyle, at least not seriously. I'm sorry." Now that he'd spoken the words, a sense of guilt hit him.
"I figured. I actually know quite a lot about bikers." She grinned. "Plus, if you shirked your beliefs, I'd think less of you." She stole a quick kiss. "You, Reefer, are the real deal."
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